Thoughts on family, faith & film.

The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby: Him

When my girlfriend and I lost the child we were expecting, nothing was ever the same.
One of the many things that changed was my sudden aversion to everything related to the loss of a child, no matter how fleeting the reference.

As a character in the film says, eventually you have to move on whether you want it or not, so here I am, watching the first half of this ambitious cinema project (Him is told from the male perspective, while Her follows the woman’s) and truly liking it.